“What father ever gave up his son to death for the sake of his slave!”

The soul, as soon as she comes to know Me, reaches out to love her neighbors.

Out of darkness is born the light.

Consider your possessions loaned to you by God.

Obedient people never trust in themselves.

The path to heaven lies through heaven, and all the way to heaven is heaven.

One who knows more, loves more.

We trust and believe in what we love.

We’ve had enough of exhortations to be silent! Cry out with a hundred thousand tongues. I see that the world is rotten because of silence.

Nails were not enough to hold God-and-man nailed and fastened on the Cross, had not love held Him there.

It is only through shadows that one comes to know the light.

avarice breeds envy, a worm that is always gnawing, letting the avaricious enjoy neither their own nor anyone else’s good.

Since love for our Creator cannot be sustained unless we love others for God’s sake.

Lord, take me from myself and give me to yourself.

It is human to sin, but diabolic to persist in sin.

It is a human thing to sin, but perseverance in sin is a thing of the devil.

There is no sin nor wrong that gives man such a foretaste of Hell in this life as anger and impatience.

In my culture, death is not the end, it’s more of a stepping off point.

If you die you’re completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I’m not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I’ve got.

To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!

If happiness always depends on something expected in the future, we are chasing a will-o’-the-wisp that ever eludes our grasp, until the future, and ourselves, vanish into the abyss of death.

Total peace after death, becoming someone else, is the best hope I’ve got.

Respect me, or put me to death.

Sometimes, love feels like a life or death situation. Losing true love is pretty much as bad as it gets, other than actually dying or losing good health. Most people know that. Most people can relate. It’s like the end of the world.

My death will be the disappearance of a particular pattern in the water.